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"Ugh... it sounds like it makes sense," Little Mikasa frowned, showing an expression of hard thinking, looking very cute, "but... but, in case they join forces and set a trap for you, etc. ,What should I do?"
Li Pingan smiled disdainfully.
"If they really had the guts, or the intelligence, to join forces to give me a trap or something - I wouldn't call them scumbags."
"...But...but, is it better to be careful?" Little Mikasa insisted.
There was a sudden silence between the two.
Little Mika looked at Li Pingan, who couldn't see his expression, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
She doesn't know why either.
After the death of her parents, her heart seemed to be dead. She put her hand on the chest, and she seemed to be able to feel its beating. However, she couldn't feel the beating of life at all.
It seems that what grows there is not the heart, but just a dead piece of scrap iron; what is constantly flowing in and out there, and what is constantly circulating in the whole body is not the hot blood, but some colder body.
——From the moment she stabbed the sharp knife into the throat of the last robber, the little girl understood one thing from that moment:
Something died in her body.
Later, the quickest people to arrive at the scene were the kind and respected doctor uncle dressed in white, the doctor uncle's gentle and virtuous wife, and their two sons—the boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes who was the same age as himself— - They are undoubtedly good people, and this can be seen from the genuine sympathy and pity they show from time to time when they look at themselves,
They are even willing to take in themselves - taking in themselves such a young burden, even if it will bring a heavy burden to the family.
...however, she refused.
He rejected the peaceful, happy and quiet daily life that was at his fingertips, but chose to respond to the seemingly dangerous "summoning game" invitation-although from a certain point of view, the other party was still his own savior.
(When the "Summoning Game" selected Mikasa as the player, it solidified the "full control" ability attached to her bloodline into the player's special skill. Therefore, Mikasa, without anyone else's urgent encouragement, also Ability to kill bandits using abilities.)
...she didn't understand what she needed.
I don't know what it will be like to live or die.
Life doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter if you have it or not, there's no benefit or meaning at all
——So, when facing the pig-headed man's saw falling, she didn't have the slightest idea of dodging.
Until someone raises a sword for her, then kills the monster and saves her from the end of death——
——Did she change because of this?
The little girl who is still immature, still can't find the answer, and can't answer for the time being.
Therefore, she just pressed the corner of her clothes a little nervously, and there was an uneasy light in the big eyes that looked at Li Ping'an.
"...Sure enough." Li Ping'an looked at her like this, the serious expression on his face suddenly collapsed, and he showed an unusually wretched and well-meaning smile, "Did Mikasa worry about me just now?"
Saying that, he picked up Mikasa Jiao's small body, put his big face close to the little girl's smooth face, and started rubbing it hard.
Feeling the beautiful/wonderful touch of the girl's skin, Li Pingan's face actually showed an intoxicated look...
...Sure enough, as he admitted, this guy is a hopeless lolicon.
"Hmm..." Little Mikasa felt that the rough skin on her face was rubbing against her, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but tilt her head slightly.
But who is Li Pingan?She has a super thick skin, and don't want to be polite. Even if she sees the little girl resisting instinctively, she has no intention of giving up at all, but continues to stick it up.
This time, the little girl no longer tried to hide.
At this time, Mikasa was still very indifferent to feelings, but his external expression was not as cold as when he grew up.
And because of his young age, even though he has undergone drastic changes and precociousness, his understanding of the defense between men and women is not so deep...
Therefore, although Li Ping'an felt a little inappropriate about his actions, he didn't know why, and he didn't make any moves to resist.He could only be hugged by Li Ping'an obediently, and let a certain unscrupulous rub his face desperately.
"...Yes...I'm a little worried about you...Ugh..." While being rubbed against her little face, her face started to turn red and hot, but Mikasa still insisted and replied very seriously.
"It's... so cute ah ah ah ah!" Li Pingan hugged Mikasa tighter in his arms as he howled.
Well... Although he likes NICEBodY women like Momiji Tomoji, Enoshima Munko, and Ellen very much - he likes them so much! He wants them so much!
But...but!
A little girl with a soft voice and soft body that is easy to push/fall is really great!!
Just when Li Pingan was holding the little Mikasa in the stage of "feeling/love",
Such an unpretentious and unscrupulous move naturally attracted the attention of other bronze-level gamers.
Mostly eccentric, some contemptuous, and some very envious...
Li Pingan continued to ignore it completely, ignore it.
Little Mikasa was completely embraced by Li Ping'an and had no ability to resist, so she could only make a cute cry of "woohoo".
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Although the atmosphere was much worse, the group of bronze-level players still followed in the footsteps of their predecessors and continued to move towards the so-called "correct path".
...that's really stupid.Li Pingan couldn't help but sighed.
What do you think, there is a problem with the way of this cargo, right?
Didn't I take them to bump into the BoSS-level pig-headed man before...why still believe each other?
It can only be said that in the critical moments and dangerous circumstances of life and death in this relationship, in order to maintain at least superficial calm, people will choose the person who seems most capable and trustworthy as their leader, and form a group that urgently follow him...